In 1988 I surrendered my heart and life to Jesus in the midst of one of the worst times of my life. I had begun to play around with the occult, was incredibly lonely and lost, and leading a lifestyle that only increased the pain rather than dull it. This poem was written in the early years of my journey with Jesus when I was feeling despondent and was so desperately looking for confirmation that He was indeed at my side.
There are few people in my life I can truly count on, except one, and when I look back I can see that you were indeed with me.
That there were times when I need a hug, and I felt Your comfort around me.
There were times when I felt vulnerable and alone, and You whispered 'I will never leave you'.
There were times when I wondered if there was enough in my pay packet to fix the car,
or pay the bills, or buy petrol, but you always provided.
There were times when I needed physical peace and quiet, and You surrounded me with it.
There were times when I was lost and confused, and You gently tapped me on the shoulder, and whispered, ' this is the way you should go'.
There were many times when I needed to sleep and rest more than I was able and You gave me a double portion.
There were many times when I couldn't understand or needed to learn and You taught me.
There were times when I was inpatient, intolerant, unforgiving and unloving, but You showed me a better way.
There were times when I was bound by those things and You reminded me that You came and set me free.
There were particular times when I needed to know that I was loved, or forgiven and inside of me You gave me the assurance that I was.
There were times when I stumbled and went the old way and You held out Your hand and whispered, 'let me help you'.
There were times when I was worried and afraid and you enveloped me in peace and I knew that I could trust You.
You see, there was a time I looked at my life and it lay in ruins about me and in a moment of great light and realisation, knew that I on my own could do nothing to change it.
Then I answered a knock at the door and my friend Jesus stood there. He quietly spoke to my broken heart, 'I love you enough to change it. All you have to do is ask'.
I owe Him my life.